Last week, while running, jogging, shuffling, or whatever it is he does at his advanced age, Cranky took a spill. Cranky has been pounding the pavement for forty years, and spills have not been uncommon, maybe three or four a year. In the past, the result was no more than skinned knees and bruised hands. But this time was different. Maybe his reactions are slower, maybe he was just overdue, but this time Cranky’s first point of contact with the ground was his chin.
The event occurred in a neighborhood populated mostly by folks from nations to the south. Perhaps uncertainty about customs in their new home explains why no one rushed to aid an old Gringo in shorts crumpled on the sidewalk. In any case, Cranky eventually pulled himself up and staggered home.
A four-hour visit to the ER determined that Cranky had cracked his jaw in three places. An oral surgeon pronounced that the jaw needed to be wired shut.
So the next day, after blood had stopped flowing and things had stabilized a bit, Cranky was back at the oral surgeon’s. The last thing he remembers is a needle going into his arm.
Well, the procedure was done but Cranky was still out cold. His wife and a nurse got him into the car for the trip home. There, his wife and two neighbors maneuvered him from the car into the house.
At this point, Cranky began to regain consciousness. His first memory is standing in his living room trying to make a desire known to his wife and the two neighbors: “AUF PUFF, AUF PUFF!”
The onlookers were perplexed.
“Upstairs, do you want to go upstairs?”
“Do you want something to drink?”
“I think he wants to lay down.”
But they weren’t comprehending Cranky’s need: “AUF PUFF, AUF PUFF!”
Finally, Cranky attempted graphics. With his hands, he traced an hourglass shape in the air in front of him: “AUF PUFF, AUF PUFF!”
Someone understood: “He wants an au pair!”
Yes, Cranky wanted an au pair to help in his recovery, preferably young and Scandinavian, but really, any nationality would do. Having made his need known, Cranky returned to unconsciousness.
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We know Cranky didn't want this to happen but at least it has brought back the au pair dialogue which has always received the most hits on his blog! Get better soon, Cranky!!!
ReplyDeleteso, you want an au pair instead of a hoochie mamma. we are so disappointed in you!! hoochie mamma#1 and hoochie mamma#2
ReplyDeletePerhaps its time that Cranky take up trail running or swimming? Cranky can ponder these choices while recovering -- hopefully not prolonged.
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